Moving day woes

Well, this is going to be my last entry for a couple more days. I moved into my new place and tried to wait until the very last minute to take my computer so that I would have the internet for as long as possible. It's not like the web is my life, but I DO like to talk to my friends and family when there's nothing else to do.

Well, after moving and moving, and moving, and moving, etc. I blew out my knee. So I'm gimping around trying to pass it off (in my mind) as nothing, but my very noticeable limp and wince combo dictates otherwise. I'm sure I'll be fine, but I'm getting a wee bit frazzled because I've exhausted my resources when it comes to moving power. I can't keep going up and down the stairs, and I still have at least a good truck load left. *Sigh....I guess I'm just going to have to wait until this weekend to beg and plead for someone to come to my aid. I wonder if I could get away with the 'damsel in distress' mode? Prolly not, I'm not much of a girly-girl to do that. My friends would just look at me and ask me if I was feeling well.

On a lighter note, things are awesome and stuff with 'A'. The only thing is that when he's tired, he doesn't fail to let the people around him know it. Like the whole time he was helping me move, all he did was complain and ask if it was time to go to bed yet. Now I know why HF graced me with the gift of finding the silver lining these last few years. It was so that I would have enough to share with this guy!! *chuckle*

I still haven't found a place for my kitty, and I'm afraid of not being able to. For right now she's just sitting in my apartment all alone. At least my neighbors are helping me out by feeding her and spending some time with the poor thing. I hate to say it, but I'm almost relieved that I won't have her in my new place. I guess I was just getting tired of all the cat hair and stuff. I don't know. When I was moving around in my new place, I kept seeing a black shape out of the corner of my eye, or I would instinctively look beneath me when I was moving boxes around to make sure I didn't step on her. Hmmm...now I'm getting a wee bit sad. *sigh* Oh well. So, I'll post again when I've gotten things hooked up. Don't hold your breath, and don't cry, I'm sure I'll be back soon! Cheers!